Heartbreakingly miserable. Disjointed. Empty. Filled with plot holes, inconsistent leaps of logic, multiple deus ex machina-s, and criminally lazy writing. (More Death Star lasers? Really?) Disney's unrivaled, groundbreaking success with the Marvel Cinematic Universe makes their utter failure to construct a single decent film in their sequel trilogy all the more glaring. ("Rogue One" is pretty good, while "Solo" gets an A for effort, but misses on most counts.) Not only have they reduced a genre-defining epic into a series of forgettable, run-of-the-mill tentpole films, but they've turned this rabid Star Wars fanatic into someone who can hardly be bothered to follow any of their Star Wars properties anymore. Such a shame.